It may be some shiny minerals
Are becoming beautiful plants
Some brave plants turning into
Fierce animals unfolding human limbs
And some few individuals already mirroring
Angelic superior beings but
How far can you think ahead
The number of singers seems to decrease
As you move up the choir
Until there is only one voice left
A light that is growing into a man
As if he lost his way and fell into time
Circling back the other way
Recovering his glory
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